The Critic

I saw these folks outside of the art gallery I'd just visited in Paris. The blond guy was talking to the girl, and just when I turned around to take a picture, the white-haired fellow was walking up. Oh my! They all just looked so... French! I have no idea if any of them are actually art critics, but that's what I'm calling this painting. The blond guy seemed to have them in thrall. As usual, this isn't finished, but it won't take long to complete it now. Mainly need to finish the gallery signage above them.

Study in Values

Noooo... not the kind politicians love to color themselves with... I'm talking tonal range here. First effort in Aimee's class Monday (1/24/11), in which I thought we'd be painting, but oops!... no, not for a few weeks. Drawing for the first few sessions, and as mom used to say, it'll be good for me!

Droopy swooning flowers

Just got 2011 underway with this painting (well, work in progress). Looks like my grand-slam art tour down in L.A. had a good influence! Five museums in eight days... it was grand!